our language

i remember

being electrified

as a kid

after touching

live wires,

thinking

nothing was

wrong.

i remember

the sensation

sending chills

throughout

my body,

paralyzing me

completely.

i thought

nothing would

be wrong

until the man

of my life

breathed

less audibly

than i used to

hear, blinked

less often

than i used to

see.

i stood in front

of that sight,

struggling to

figure out how

i was being

electrified

without live

wires.

what i figured

out was that all

the mornings

drinking coffee

with him

and even

the nonsense

our fights

ended up with

turn out to be

ever so

radiant.

i wanted to let

him know

that this

same silence

we've always

heard

bore the

same love

we've always

had,

and i will

continue

bearing it.